Lemonade and tea
Apr. 4th, 2003 10:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ravenI feel... ugh. Generally icky. Anyway.
The drama festival is today, but we don't get to see any of it by virtue of our advanced age. And as well as that, the CCF inspection day is this afternoon as well, so it means everyone else is doing things while I patently am not. And then there's the fact that I have read all the books that I'm supposed to not have read, which means in a nutshell that I will be bored in Classics not having books which I should have not read but have.
And yes, I am aware I sound like Henry Blake.
It's Friday, and I have thought of a five-minute challenge for later, and a limerick which to attach. I blame![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lily_angel for the limerick spate, which is perfectly reasonable because it's her fault. Becca's gone running to see Mrs Dalton, for some reason concerning tomorrow, and as Enid gave me a metre of thread and three E beads this morning, I now have no reason to go into town any time soon. Should have skived today and gone with Em, Clare and Hannah, but I found out too late and besides Pedar isn't here to back up my skiving - he's gone to London for the day, not quite randomly as there's apparently an important meeting involved, but I wish he hadn't. He'll be back tonight. Yayness.
Nothing more to say for myself, except I think Bev is planning to sell lemonade and tea at the Grand National, a snippet of information that I find frankly surreal.
The drama festival is today, but we don't get to see any of it by virtue of our advanced age. And as well as that, the CCF inspection day is this afternoon as well, so it means everyone else is doing things while I patently am not. And then there's the fact that I have read all the books that I'm supposed to not have read, which means in a nutshell that I will be bored in Classics not having books which I should have not read but have.
And yes, I am aware I sound like Henry Blake.
It's Friday, and I have thought of a five-minute challenge for later, and a limerick which to attach. I blame
lily_angel for the limerick spate, which is perfectly reasonable because it's her fault. Becca's gone running to see Mrs Dalton, for some reason concerning tomorrow, and as Enid gave me a metre of thread and three E beads this morning, I now have no reason to go into town any time soon. Should have skived today and gone with Em, Clare and Hannah, but I found out too late and besides Pedar isn't here to back up my skiving - he's gone to London for the day, not quite randomly as there's apparently an important meeting involved, but I wish he hadn't. He'll be back tonight. Yayness.Nothing more to say for myself, except I think Bev is planning to sell lemonade and tea at the Grand National, a snippet of information that I find frankly surreal.
